Which sport would you dread your child taking up? Rank them from bad to full-on nightmare.

Freezing car parks before sunrise and a bag of wet towels festering in the boot. And that's just the parents.

Lessons, boots, hat, and then they want their own pony. Your holiday fund waves goodbye.

Mud in the washing machine until Thursday and a touchline dad shouting three feet from your ear.

Lovely sport, lovely people, and one badly timed tackle from a trip to the dentist.

Costumes cost a fortune and the routine music will be stuck in your head for eleven years.